The Trauma That Stole My Joy: A Six-Month Struggle

Yesterday, a notification popped up on my phone: a self-care app congratulating me on six months of use. It should have felt like an achievement. Instead, it felt like a gut punch—a stark reminder that it’s been half a year since everything changed. Since I last laughed out loud, since I last felt joy, self-pride …

Surviving the Spaces in Treatment: Self-care, Resilience and Hope

As I leave another appointment, despite being unbelievably grateful for the support I’m receiving, I’m left feeling shaky after the realisation that I will wait almost 10 days to see a professional again. I still have just under 48 hours for my trauma group, and although that’s a support system many don’t have, it still …